Roman's Angel

Chapter 1

Author's Note: This story is from my fanfiction.net account, LullabyForDead. I'm deciding to upload on here, to bring some more attention to it. Any thoughts & criticism is welcome. I hope everyone enjoys it! ^^ Leave a comment or like it. Will try to upload what I have on wrote so far, which fourteen chapters. I don't know if I'll upload every single one on here tonight, because I want to see what people think of the first few chapters. I'll be uploading five chapters in a day and soon the what I have written for this story, will be on here. But anyway, enjoy everyone! :)

It was 7:37 AM in the morning, middle of October. To everyone else, it was just another day of going to school. But to Roman Reigns, it was the only time that he got to see him. His angel.

A cold shiver ran down his spine and he huddled himself more into his jacket. He was waiting outside, waiting for him arrive. He sat on one of the park's benches, hoping he would see him soon. He would have to go inside soon, for it was almost time for school to begin.

More students were starting to show up, most of them heading inside the school building across the street. Some stood nearby, gossiping, laughing with each other, talking about other students and teachers that they disliked. Some getting high off of pot and some play fighting with each other.

Amongst the other students, sitting up against a tree, writing or drawing something in a notebook, was him. A smile graced Roman's face. His angel was finally here.

He was wearing the same clothes that Roman had noticed on him before many times. A black leather jacket, which he probably had on a black or grey shirt underneath. Jeans with holes at the knees. A beanie hat, which covered most of his hair, except a few blonde strands over his eyes. His eyes were a light shade blue.

Currently those blue eyes were focused on whatever he was working on in his notebook. Roman had never seen what he wrote or drew in it. At times he wanted to ask what was in it, except it that would be awkward since they have never once spoken to each other. Only passed each other in the hallways, or seen each other in classes.

His angel was a mystery to him. He didn't know much about him. All he knew was that he never really spoke to anyone in school, kept to himself, always creating something in that notebook of his. He also knew his name, thankfully to a few teachers calling on him in some of his classes.

His name was Dean Ambrose. And Roman had a huge crush on him. In fact, he was head over heels in love with him, and had started referring to him as his angel. It might have seemed stupid to others, to be in love with someone you hardly knew. But, what Roman felt in his heart for him was true. The whole mystery that Dean Ambrose was just made him fall more and more for him.

He stared at him from afar, admiring him. There was a small smile on his face. His angel looked to be at peace, not bothered by anything going on around him. Not even once noticing Roman staring at him.

Roman just wanted to go up to him and kiss him. But, that probably wouldn't end up good. He had to force himself to just sit there, and watch him from a distance. Knowing that his love might go unrequited. Knowing that there was no chance of ever being with him.

'I want to, so badly...but I can't tell you.'

"You know, he's going to think you're a creep for staring at him."

Roman turned around, hearing the voice of his best friend, Seth Rollins. He held two cups of coffee in his hands, waiting for Roman to take one of them.

"Oh. Hi, Seth. I didn't notice that you were here." He said, taking one of the cups from him.

The two-toned teenager rolled his eyes. "You never notice me when your Juliet is around." He sat down on the bench with him. "So, what's he up to this time?"

"Creating something in his notebook." Roman said, turning his eyes back to Dean. A blush crept up on his cheeks. "He's so beautiful..."

"Maybe you should stop acting like some lovesick puppy, and go talk to him."

"And what would I say?"

"Ask him about what he's drawing or writing in that notebook of his."

"I don't want to intrude. That could be private." Dean had now closed his notebook, standing up. Putting the backpack he had back on his shoulder and wrapping the scarf he wore more tightly around himself.

Roman couldn't help but to feel concerned. "I hope he doesn't get sick...Looks like he might be cold."

"Why don't you go over there then and warm him up?"

"And get myself punched in the face?"

"You know it'll be worth it, just to feel his body against yours once."

"Don't make me think about it...The more I do, the more my heart yearns for him."

"You're such a pussy." That earned Seth a glare from him. Seth suddenly started yelling. "Hey! My friend here likes your butt!"

Roman put a hand over his mouth. Luckily, Dean was too far away to hear what Seth had said.

He took his hand off of Seth's mouth. "Can you not do that?"

"What? Play cupid here?" Seth smiled at him.

"No, ruin my life. I don't want Dean to know I have feelings for him."

"And that you're a creep." They both stood up from the bench, heading towards the school. "So, when are you going to tell him?"

"Well, since we don't know each other, and I'm too shy to even befriend him...probably never."

"You're hopeless. You need to get over your fear of rejection and just confess. Or at least talk to him, get to know him."

"And what about you? Have you confessed to Finn how you feel about him?"

"Hey, at least I'm friends with him and have known him for a while. You on the other hand..."

"Shut up, Seth."